By Rawi Hage
"Funny and sharp . . . playful and erotic."—New York occasions publication Review
In Montreal's stressed immigrant neighborhood, our unnamed narrator resides in depression. pressured to go to a therapist after a suicide try, he brings us again to his adolescence in a war-torn state, ahead into his present lifestyles within the smoky émigré cafés the place all people has a story, and out into the frozen evening streets of Montreal, the place he imagines himself to be a cockroach invading the lives of the privileged, yet willfully blind, voters who encompass him. Cockroach is a carnivalesque, philosophical novel that weaves darkish humor with an accusatory, satirical voice, spawning from the subsurface to problem humanity and its downfall.